Falling

Falling

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"What if I told you I'm falling for you?" I'd tell you that I'm falling for you too. I'd tell you about when I'm alone in my room, thinking about you. How your touch would feel, your smell, your voice, and your warmth. "You can't." he frowned at my response. "Why the hell not?" because why would you want to be with someone like me? Who in their right min, would like, let alone love, a girl who has no absolute talent, dresses like a boy, hangs out with guys, and has like, 0 friends? Oh. That's right. No one. "You just can't." Start 1:04 PM Saturday, April 1, 2017 Finish
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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